Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

"Zen is awesome. Since he is only at the organ refining level, it's not easy for him to withstand Leo's fist for so long. Besides, he has been at Drizzle Peak for a short time," claimed a disciple who was standing outside the combat ring.

"Would you like to tell Master Su, Sean? He may be good for Drizzle Peak in the future. At least, we won't be so passive at the annual tournament of the thirty-three peaks. Apparently, Leo wants to kill him. Zen will die if no one stops this fight," said another concerned disciple.

"No need to disturb Master Su. She is watching from over there," another disciple said as he pointed to a distant pavilion.

When the disciples looked in the direction of the pavilion, they saw a beautiful young woman. Even from a distance, it was easy to recognize Master Su of Drizzle Peak.

Although she had not reacted when Sean had first told her about the duel, Master Su had been very concerned about the fight between Zen and Leo.

Master Su had taken great pains to ensure that Zen would join Drizzle Peak. She wouldn't give him up easily.

According to the rules of Cloud Sect, disciples were allowed to resolve personal grudges by competing in the ring. Even if they killed each other, they were not held responsible.

That was what worried Sean.

However, not many people wanted to kill their opponents in the fight.

Grudges were resolved when the opponent was defeated or humiliated. However, Leo seemed determined to kill Zen.

Master Su didn't know for how long Zen would be able to defend against Leo's assault.

She had hoped that Zen had gained sufficient experience through the extreme challenges that he had already faced. After all, she didn't want him to die.

At that moment, she was in a very conflicted mood. Despite how the fight was going, she persuaded herself to calm down and see how Zen would cope with his strong rival.

She gazed at Zen and frowned when she saw that burns covered his body. The skin on his arms, legs, chest, and neck had turned black! Zen looked miserable and embarrassed.

The power of the Raging Thunder Fist was beyond Zen's expectation. While he had been able to mutate most of the pressure into warm currents that would rejuvenate his body, yet a portion of the thunder and lightning had hurt him a lot.

At present, Zen was afraid that his body would fall apart under Leo's continuous fists.

The Spiritual Thorn cultivation method that he had previously practiced couldn't take effect because Zen kept failing to catch Leo's figure as Leo moved as fast as lightning.

Wham! Again, a heavy punch hit Zen in the chest.

Carrying the astounding power of thunder and lightning, Leo's fist gnawed every inch of Zen's body.

There were black stripes appearing on his skin and the scorched smell of roast meat emanating in the air.

Finally, unable to bear his internal injuries, Zen spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I thought you were immortal. But, look at you

he got up from the ground despite the pain. "Well,

lightning flickering in his hands, obviously he decided to end this game of cat and

The warm

been washing his organs, but now

currents

What's going on?

it the symptom of

I already at marrow refining level?' Zen was totally

green impurities leaked out of his

contaminants in his marrow, the most obstinate,

only clean them at

coolness spread rapidly from Zen's tail bone to his lumbar and then upward to his neck. Then it

help closing his eyes

He squinted as he wondered why Zen was behaving like this. 'What the hell is he

could figure it out, Zen opened his eyes. A smile grew on his face when

though a new world had unfolded! Everything

each tree leaf clearly

absolutely

or smelling, all his

confuse me?" Leo smiled

had been circling Zen at high speed trying to confuse him.

A strong power burst out of his body as the two dragon scales in his

the time Leo was aware of the danger, Zen had locked his body tightly. Then following a heavy suplex, Leo was thrown to the ground. A loud thump echoed

onlookers screamed in awe.

hard iron to prevent being damaged

on the iron floor. Leo lay in the center of the

turned. They had never imagined that after all his injuries Zen would be able

gasped in air and looked at Leo, who was

in shock. He had underestimated the skills of a refiner who

at the critical moment, he would have been in grave

everyone thought the fight was over, a thunderbolt shot out from Leo and pierced

pit. His expression was grim, and his hair stood on end. Thousands of bolts of snakelike lightning entwined on his body. The crowd gasped as

decide to

shouted Leo with pride.

yet know he has successfully practiced Raging Holy Thunder," someone in the audience said. The other onlookers began whispering when they heard the

powerful, but it comes